“You have chosen me,” he said as he held my cheek in the palm of his hand. “And I only want you to be with me. But I could see how much we all cared about each other when we got Rob and Adam back from the safe. Trust me when I say it wasn’t an easy task for Rob to talk me into this, but this one night can be both the end and the beginning of what the four of us have.”
“What do you mean the end?” I asked. “I don’t like the sound of that. It sounds like someone is leaving.”
“No one is leaving,” Rob answered from his spot beside me. “Michael is right, it took quite a bit of convincing to bring him on board with this idea because he no longer wants to share you with us. But we are all so close and we all want to be with you, at least for this one last time.”
“This was your idea?” I asked, wondering what he meant when he said last time.
“Yes. We have all agreed to give you a passionate night together in the garden, on the condition that after tonight, Adam and I will back off from you; sexually speaking, that is. We’ll always still be here with you. We just won’t try to get in the middle of the choice you made,” Rob said.
I looked between all three of them. I was having trouble believing that they had agreed to this and that they were all okay with it. But then again, I could see three pulsing and engorged appendages that told me that they were definitely on board.
“Michael, you’re sure that you’re okay with this?” I asked as I looked up at him again.
“I am okay with giving the other men that love you a chance to show you their love one final time. And then I am definitely okay with the agreement that we struck and not having to share you anymore.”
“And Adam?” I asked. “You’re okay with this too?”
“I’m never going to be okay with not making love to you again after tonight,” he said. “But I am okay with honoring your choice, and I want to have you again at least once more in order to have you feel my love for you, Lisette. And then yes, I will honor the agreement that the three of us have made.”
“We’re not going anywhere, Lisette,” Rob said. “There’s nothing to worry about. This is just our way of showing you that we will all always love you no matter what.”
I still didn’t quite know what to think as I sat there on the grass with nothing but the moonlight to clothe me in its blueish light. Fortunately for me, the point was not to think tonight; it was to feel. Adam bent down and crawled over me as Rob and Michael both backed away. His dark eyes stared into mine and a flash of the first time I ever saw him at the halfway house played across my mind.
“Lisette,” he whispered as I reached my fingers up and brushed away the strand of dark hair that was falling over his eyes.
He kissed me and I felt the slide of his tongue in my mouth, just before I felt the slide of his cock into my body. I moaned so loudly and with such pleasure, that I felt it inside the bones and muscles of each part of my body. I didn’t even think about Rob and Michael being there or worry about whether they were watching or looking away. I was too overwhelmed with feeling every single sensation both inside and out, to think about anything other than kissing Adam and pulling his body into mine with fervent passion. I felt my body start to spasm way too soon, and then Adam stilled his movement within me.
“Don’t,” he said as he licked the top of my lips. “Don’t let go yet. I want this to last forever.”
When my body had a chance to calm itself, Adam slowly started to move again. He read my body like an open book and every time I came too close to losing control, he stopped just short enough to let me calm down and lengthen the moment even further. Each time he started to move again, it became harder and harder for me not to lose control. Finally, when I couldn’t hold myself back from enjoyment any longer; we both unraveled around each other. Adam gently swung me around to lay on top of him so that he wouldn’t crush me with his weight while the two of us tried to catch our breath. I laid against him and he traced his fingers along my back with was now damp with both the earthy ground and sensual sweat. When I lifted my head up to look at him, he leaned his face forward and kissed me.
“I will always be here for you, Lisette, always.”
I smiled and kissed him back and then, after a few more moments of lying together in the garden, he slowly sat up and brought me with him into his lap. Rob was lying on his back just a few feet away and looking up at the stars through the trees. He looked comfortable and peaceful. Michael was sitting a bit further off toward the edge of the garden. He was leaning up against the wide trunk of a tree and looking at us from a distance that was not too far and not too close either. I looked at Adam, unsure whether I was expected to stay here with them or not.
“I think you should go to him,” Adam said. “You know how he gets.”
I suddenly became worried that I had hurt Michael, that he hadn’t actually been as “on-board” as they had all said.
“But you said that all three of you were okay with this,” I said nervously.
“We are,” Adam reassured me. “But that doesn’t mean he’s going to come over here. Go to him, Lisette. As much as I hate to admit it, Michael loves you more than the stars love the sky. That’s why he agreed to this; for you. He wanted to give you all the love that you deserve, even if it wasn’t all from him.”
“He said that?” I asked.
“He didn’t have to,” Adam said.
I gave Adam a kiss on the cheek and then got up to slowly walk over to where Michael was sitting near the trees.
When I got to him, I knelt down in front of him and sat back on my bent legs.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I looked hard into his eyes to see what truth was behind them.
“Do you want my honest answer to that question?” he asked.
“I always want your honest answer, remember?” I said gently.
I was afraid that he would say that I had hurt him. That he had agreed to this because he thought that it would make me happy (which it did) but that he wasn’t really in agreement with it at all.
“Yes, I am okay. It is hard for me to see you with other men, as you already know. But I agreed to this willingly and I would agree to it again. You needed to be able to make love to Rob and Adam again, and they needed it too. And I needed to know that there could be some closure to this arrangement and now there is. Now, you are mine,” he said. The way that he emphasized that last word made it drip with sensual intent.
“I have always been yours,” I said as I crawled forward and got up onto his lap.
I straddled my legs to either side of him and lifted my body up so that I could reach my hand between his legs. Instantly, at my touch, he reacted. I grasped my hand firmly around him and wrapped my fingers tightly as I stroked him. Michael’s head fell back against the trunk of the tree as he moaned. I put my hand flat against his chest and felt his muscles trembling beneath my fingertips. It took only a few long, pulling strokes, before he was too swollen to stand it, and throbbing in my hand. I guided him into my body as I sat down over him and when I could push down onto him no further, he was so deep inside of me that even my teeth ached with the depth of stimulation. I began to roll my hips against him in a slow and sensual grind that made it impossible to tell where my body ended and his began. Michael grasped onto my hips and held me as I rocked against him, throwing his head back and moaning when the sensation overwhelmed him. My fingers curled and dug into his chest as our climb together overran all of my senses with a raw intensity like no other. I looked into Michael’s eyes and suddenly he let go of my hips and grabbed my face to his as our teeth clashed against each other and our tongues whirled in a frenzied torrent. This was more than passion or arousal; this was need. It wouldn’t have mattered how badly we wanted to draw out the moment, or how adoring and worshiping we wanted to be. There was no way to slow or stop what was between Michael and me. Just like that first night, dangling over the edge of the rooftop; there was nothing we could do to tame what we had. The only thing we could do was give in to it and let it consume us whole.
When the moment came, Michael held me so tightly that I felt as if I could have melted right into his body. I collapsed onto him and he cradled me in his arms as if I was a fallen star encompassing all of his hopes and dreams. His labored breathing and pounding heartbeat rang out against my ear as I slumped my head against the front of his shoulder. I didn’t want to move, I just wanted to stay here on Michael’s lap, and in his arms, with his body inside me and our breathing matching pace with each other.
I was exhausted.
So deliciously exhausted that when we did finally separate and I went to stand up, my thighs quivered, and my legs felt like wobbling jelly beneath me.
Michael picked me up and swung my legs over his arm. He carried me back as the three of us walked back to the house under the cloak of night. Rob carried my clothes and shoes, and Adam watched to make sure we could creep between the shadows without drawing attention to our mass nakedness in the middle of the night. I let my head fall against Michael’s chest and let my eyes close as I felt the steady pace of his steps. I loved the smell of his skin and the feel of his body as my hands rested against him. I loved the feeling of being safe, and protected, and carried in his arms.
When we walked into the house, everyone was already in their rooms asleep for the night. All three men walked into our bedroom and Michael laid me down in the center of the mattress. He pulled a soft, warm blanket over me and swept my hair up over the pillow. Then all three of them came to lay around me. Each of them had one part touching me, as they always did.
For a moment, just before I fell asleep, I worried about not having this; not having a bed surrounded by all the men that I cared about and feeling their touch each night as I closed my eyes and their bodies cocooned around me. But then I felt Michael’s soft breath on the back of my neck and when I turned my head to touch our noses together for just a moment, he instinctively kissed my lips.
“I love you, Lisette,” he whispered.
